My Stubborn Soul Card Follower-Chapter 515 - 407: Alice Prepares to Set Sail (6K)

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All that can be said is, in such an apocalypse, continuing such internal conflicts, some families and nations are destined to be destroyed.

Just when these Knights could no longer hold on, the great lord brought a large population as if by divine intervention, and along with them came a group of formidable Warriors.

As for the origin of these people, the lord spoke very ambiguously, vaguely mentioning that they came from the sea.

But the Knights all knew that the Black Sea was active now; attempting to cross it and land was simply impossible.

Yet, they couldn’t find any traces of these people entering the territory by other paths, which was indeed very mysterious.

However, with the arrival of these Warriors, Alice’s territory quickly escaped danger and established a foothold by the sea.

The first thing Alice did when she arrived here was visit the Snowfield Tribe she brought to this world.

The territory is still in its infancy; the original buildings have long been destroyed by the sea. People have started building new towns not far from the ruins. However, the construction of the towns is nowhere near complete, only the foundations have been hastily set, and everyone, including Alice, still lives in simple wooden and stone houses not far from the new town.

"Holy Mother!" Alice pinched her own face that was made by Finist, so in the eyes of the Snowfield’s people, Alice hadn’t changed much. At the moment of Alice’s appearance, everyone greeted her with great reverence.

Alice looked at the busy crowd and thought of the dangerous sea in the distance, smiling wryly, "I’m no Holy Mother, bringing you here only moved you from one dangerous place to an even more dangerous one."

Before bringing the Snowfield Tribe here, Alice explained the dangers of the Dream World to these tribes in detail.

The sea could devour them at any moment.

But they still came without hesitation.

For the Snowfield Tribe, being devoured by the wind and snow or the sea made no difference.

In this world, they no longer need to endure the cold conditions and the constant threat of hunger; for them, it wasn’t a choice at all.

"No. We see the efforts Holy Mother has put into this land. You truly want to save this land, just like you saved us." The old man looked at Alice with bright eyes, "We believe that with your ability, Holy Mother, you can save this world one day. If salvation is inevitable, then what danger could this world possibly pose?"

Alice opened her mouth but found herself speechless.

What a robust logic, virtually flawless.

Still, the Snowfield Tribe has now become an important part of Alice’s territory in terms of both combat force and labor, passionately building their new home, one that doesn’t fear being devoured by wind and snow.

Alice bid farewell to the old man and took a stroll around the small town.

Among the refugees she initially rescued, very few were Extraordinary, so here they mostly took on labor roles, while some became Alice’s merchants, venturing outside the territory to find markets for goods brought from the Dawn Continent.

The goods Alice brought for sale mainly consisted of low-level Magic Potions opened from Shen Sui’s Treasure Boxes.

Since they were products of a game system, these potions were all remarkably stable and efficient. Despite being low-level, they were still rare strategic materials in today’s World No. 8.

Through this, Alice amassed a large amount of currency, which she used to ask merchants to purchase necessities for the territory and a large quantity of Magic Weapons.

She brought advanced Magic Weapons from the Dawn Continent to equip the small Knight Guard Team and then purchased large quantities of cheap Magic Weapons from World No. 8 to equip the ordinary Warriors of the Twilight Legion.

With the destruction of each island and the resulting loss of many lives, a surplus of Magic Weapons circulated, and soon the main force of the Twilight Legion could be fully equipped with Magic Weapons.

Although these were merely low-level Magic Weapons, they were enough to fight against the organized army of ordinary people in the Empire.

"Find me a ship." Alice performed a final check of the Magic materials in her ring and then called on the butler of the loyal Leonis household to command, "I’m preparing to set out to sea."

"Yes."

The butler nodded and was about to leave but then stopped abruptly as the words struck him as odd, turning back in shock to confirm with Alice: "My Lord! Could you repeat that?"

Alice had anticipated the butler’s reaction and promptly repeated, "I’m going out to sea, help me prepare a ship."

With a thud,

the gray-haired butler fell to his knees before Alice, his voice trembling with tears, pleading, "Miss Finist! Please don’t do anything reckless!"

In this world, setting out to sea while the Black Sea is active is practically synonymous with suicide.

Therefore, the butler’s first reaction was that Alice had lost her grip.